It was a day that we all felt like we had fought hard for.
And when my son walked across that platform for his high school diploma, I snapped a picture and sent up a prayer in the form of a giant exhale. He hadn’t always loved school. Hadn’t always had a great confidence no matter how we had cheered him on and gave him space to find his way. But high school had changed all that. We watched him dig down deep and begin to enjoy learning. We watched him humbly receive honors every year.
We’ve been celebrating every small victory for years. And now it was time to celebrate the big dream of graduating.
We screamed out his name as he crossed the platform. I think he maybe rolled his eyes.
But he was beaming. And we were beaming.
It was his time to shine.
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